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im no shoe gal


February 06, 2007
i know that. im not even a make-up-dress-up type. so you can just imagine how i felt when we were told that we were required to attend a "strategic dressing" workshop where one of the modules was "doing make-up". not to mention that i was the only junior in the group, the only one falling under the 25 below age group.

when i opened this up to my mom, she immediately told me that its about time that i went to this kind of workshops, commenting on my horrible taste in office clothes like i was dressing myself in rags for years. She has been bugging me to wear this very bank-teller-type blazer with friggin shoulder pads! i don't care if it makes my shoulder proportionate or if its not really that big to be noticed, i refuse to wear an apparel that looks as if it was taken from the uniform storage of a bank from the 70's. over my proportion-less body!

Then she went on about my need to buy "appropriate" clothes. (lend me your plastic for a day, you'll be proud of me, that is before seeing the bill) then the story somehow got us to how her boss used to treat her like dirt before and how now he can't decide without her.

As she went on with her stories, i started to think of the coming workshop. why was i included among the group of seniors? it could only mean 2 things:

1. as my mom pointed out to me somewhere between her career stories and my clothing preferences, that i might be regarded as not-a-junior-not-yet-a-senior (you know like the not-a-girl-not-yet-a-woman thing) or that's the direction they are gearing me to take, so as early as now, im taking shifted to that path.

2. this won in my head - that i was that bad at carrying myself. and still, that i was expected to step up. i mean, i was personally told never to wear happy feet to the office by our CEO, and im constantly told to fix myself. i must look pretty hopeless in my big-polo-shirt-and-jeans ensemble.

so i was determined to learn, or at least hear the other side of it. i've always preached that i was the "comfort-over-fashion" type of person, im not a shoe-gal (slippers-gal maybe), nor a bag lady, although i appreciate great bags every once in a while. my style is very much like what i am, laid back. but apparently, as ms ivy has attested, laid back is only acceptable in Australia (so yeah, im thinking about moving there. imagine going to work in board shorts and my trusty battalion of slippers, then go surfing during lunch...beach is the life my man!)

but since i live in the business center of the metropolis, i guess it doesn't give me much choice,does it? yes i am a creative officer, but I'm still under a media company. and i am supposed to dress like everyone else, with a touch of my own style. the thing is my style now became unacceptable.

So im caught in a style limbo. i have to find a style acceptable to my current environment and myself. and thanks to the workshop, i got some idea, although im still looking for that signature look. and yes, i need mullah to pull off a total transformation, well, maybe not totally different. but we'll see...

also, i just wanted to share, the moderator of the workshop commented that i somehow looked like Julie Vega, uhmmm... generation gap! who is she? so i googled her, and can i just say that i don't look anything like her.


anyway, on other workshop news, i cried after presenting. well, after getting grilled that is. its not that they were all ganging up on me, it's actually the opposite. i appreciate the critics made, i know i need those more than anyone. it was not because of that. the pressure of public speaking slowly crept its ugly head and by the time i hear my colleagues' comments on my improvement, my facade crumbled and i was reduced to tears.

GADEMIT!

But anyway, it was a good learning experience, tears and all. Goodluck fellow juniors who will be on the spot this Thurs. most of you don't need most of the modules since most of you, unlike me, dress well, but i hope you make the best of it. i think i did

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& our love goes round and round; 2/06/2007 11:16:00 AM
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so you wont have a hard time buying gifts for me this christmas, here's my long list: (i know, ang aga)

1. Macbook
2. DSLR Camera
3. Diving Equip (in this order: mask, snorkel, fins, wetsuit, regulator, BCD, tank)
4. Dive trip (tubataha or kota k or apo reef or palau...keri na hehe)
5. Shopping spree at Ross/Home depot/Target
6. shoes, any kind with heels not higher than 2" (im 7 1/2)
7. my first ever havaianas (brazzziiiilllll)
8. a beanbag or a cool comfy chair
9. flat screen TV, hehe.
10. a year supply of booze (if beer, RH lang pls)
11. Art materials (any medium, from crayons and coloring books to canvass and acrylics)
12. Drumset or Kahon. (wlang pilosopo)
13. Oven. i want to bake.
14. punching bag and gloves
15. a leather basketball.


Of course, Money is always the best. that way you know i will get what i really want.

And look at it this way, if you give me any of my top 5, i can consider that as an early bday gift as well. hehe :)

Pa-Fedex nalang ah, PM me for my address hehehehe! thanks dear santa clauses!

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still the same ciara, just with more work and longer messier hair. ah and yes, a certified diver now, not that i have the time and money to dive anyway. maybe by november/december/january soon.

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